Chapter 1203: Unexpected guest (1)
Chapter 1203: Unexpected guest (1)
Chapter 1203: Unexpected guest (1)
More undead and Chimaeric Demons rushed inside the base.
At the same time, the stream of notifications kept arriving.
The clash between the two armies was brutal and merciless. Explosions lit up the battlefield as powers collided, and the air filled with the sounds of combat. Neither side showed any sign of backing down as they fought with increasing intensity, turning the area into a war-torn wasteland.
The battlefield was painted in smoke and blood. Poisonous smoke filled the air while fires spread everywhere, the ground that was full of explosion holes, and the awful smell of burning bodies and scorched ground was everywhere.
Mangled vehicles lay scattered like broken toys, bodies of dead blackguards sprawled across the field in various states of dismemberment-some cleaved in two, others with limbs torn from their torsos.
Blood covered the ground, turning the soil dark red. The blackguards' flags, torn and dirty, fluttered in the wind, in what was for them a sad reminder of their former glory.
After losing their commander, the blackguards abandoned discipline and turned into berserkers, launching suicide attacks that killed many of Erik's clones. They fought to the death, prioritizing damage over survival.
But the clones weren't pushovers. Most of the blackguards died before they could even reach the clones. The problem was that when they did; the clones died in droves.
Damaged structures offered little protection, their walls pocked with blast marks and splattered with blood. Between them stretched a killing field littered with corpses, their vacant eyes mirroring the flames that consumed the battlefield.
The survivors walked carefully through the destroyed battlefield, trying to avoid stepping on the dead bodies and pools of blood. All around them, people were screaming as they died while energy weapons were fired and bodies were being destroyed.
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Battle notifications flooded in as Erik's troops clashed with the blackguards. Every fallen soldier, ally or enemy, contributed to the experience he was getting.
Erik gave a look back at Amber.
He approached her, seeing her slumped against a wall. Her face was ghostly pale and damp with sweat, her breathing ragged from the mana she used to kill Bill. Mira, Emily, June, and the three Chimaeric Demons had gathered around her.
"Are you alright?"
Amber managed a weak nod. "Just... drained. That bastard was tough to kill." She turned to see the ongoing battle, where waves of blackguards threw themselves at the remaining Chimaeric Demons.
Things were getting worse by the second. Fires spread everywhere as soldiers used their brain crystal powers without holding back.
Losing their commander had transformed the blackguards from disciplined soldiers into vengeful berserkers. It was to a point so absurd that Amber and all the other ones were confused.
Who would willingly sacrifice their life like this? It made no sense, especially considering there was no family member involved. Erik didn't kill brothers and sisters, fathers, or mothers. Yet the blackguards behaved as if that was the case, as if Bill had been their spiritual leader, a figure they revered more than their own lives.
Maybe it was. The blackguards were arrogant and brutal and had no moral qualms, but their leaders were figures who inspired even him, and that was only because of the powers they possessed.
Erik could understand how, from a foot soldier's point of view, their leaders were deities. Erik watched from his position as the blackguards kept attacking. Energy blasts cut some soldiers in half, while others lost their arms and legs in the battle.
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"The rest of you, get to safety. I'll handle things up here."
"We can still fight," Mira said, with Emily nodding beside her.
"I know you can, but I don't need help against these small fries."
Mira snorted. "Small fishes? They're elite blackguards. Each of them could destroy a city."
She paused.
"Well, at least they could have done it 4 years ago."
"Yeah, they are small fries. I would have been able to kill even Bill if it wasn't for his nasty brain crystal power, the constant help he received, and the fact I had to protect the plane while killing all his minions." Erik's plants rustled menacingly around him.
Mira sighed. "Yeah, yeah. Exactly as you said."
Emily laughed. "Now go. I want to focus on absorbing their experience points."
However, a piercing screech echoed across the battlefield, a sound so powerful it made the
ground tremble.
The high-pitched cry cut through the noise of battle like a knife, causing both blackguards and Chimaeric Demons to pause their fighting.
Erik recognized the sound, and it was nothing good. That was the call of the cerulean bird.
The color drained from his face. "Underground. Now!" he said to the Chimaeric Demons, his voice carrying a fear they had seen coming from him only when the Leviathan Serpent was
involved.
The clones tensed, their bodies rigid with fear, because having Erik's memories, they shared
his same worries.
"Erik, what's happening?" Amber asked, her voice tight with concern as she noticed the
sudden change in everyone's demeanor.
"We have company," Erik said. "It's something you shouldn't get involved with." His eyes
scanned the orange sky as the screech grew louder. The creature was drawing closer. Erik went to collect the brain crystals from the barrier masters himself.
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